Sofia Residents in Excess

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So, I was watching at him like this.

And he's looking at me like this. - Winking?

No, I had just hit him exactly here.

I've heard this story at least 100 times.

Because it's true. - Yeah, but your Dad was telling it.

Rangel, you're great! I would be scared.

That's why if you're scared of boars,

your wife doesn't let you into the woods.

Come on, cheers! - Cheers! Cheers!

Cheers! - Cheers, Grandma!

Cheers!

I feel sorry about the animals.

But when I look at Rache later how sweetly

he eats game, I think: "Let them die!"

Uncle Rangel, how many years are you turning?

Around 40-50.

I'm as old as your mother. - That young?!

Rangel, shall I pour you rakia?

My wife doesn't let me drink... - Have a drink!

We haven't seen our neighbors since... - Last night.

Cheers then! - Cheers! Cheers!

May the birthday boy be healthy!

Cheers! - Cheers!

No, Rache! No more cigarettes.

You promised me you'd quit smoking.

Rangel, no eating!

You promised me you'd lose weight.

Yordan, do you see? Such a strong will!

I'm going for the cake. - What?

I'm coming with you. - Nothing, nothing...

Excuse us.

One moment... - Dancho, you know,

you're also a good Mayor. I underestimated you initially, but later...

No, everyone knows you were doing a better job.

The experience you have is a great asset.

Why don't you become my Deputy Mayor?

You serious? - Why not?!

We'll switch at the next elections.

Just like Medvedev... - And Putin.

Happy Birthday to you!

Happy Birthday to you!

Happy Birthday, dear Rangel!

Happy Birthday to you!

Happy Birthday to you!

Come on... Get up, birthday boy!

A nightmare! - What's wrong?

I had a nightmare.

And don't you ever call me 'Rache' again!

When have I ever called you 'Rache'?!

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Hristo Gurbov

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TOO MANY SOFIANS

What did you dream about? - I can't explain it.

Tell me! You know I can interpret dreams.

I was...

in Hell! - Whatever you dream about

in the night before your birthday

will come true.

This one will never come true.

What time is it? - 9 AM.

No, no, wait! Not with your buttocks first!

Socks and shaving foam again, right?

Do you like it? - Pajamas...

100% cotton. - No way!

I think it's a bit too big. - That's OK!

You'll grow bigger.

Rangel, you've lost a lot of weight these past few months.

Well? - You're very handsome!

I was wondering

whether to buy you a present

or invite some guests,

but we've quarreled with everyone.

And we don't have money either.

You're trying to say that I earn too little, is that it?

Don't get angry now; it's your birthday.

This high blood pressure ruined your health.

It's your fault! - For what?

For the kids.

While I was ruling, you were raising them. And what did you do?

Radko is a moron; and Maria...

A father can't do it all by himself.

180 over 160. - Enough! You're like my mother.

Give it here.

Yana, did you check the mail today?

I forgot.

Let her have breakfast first. What's so important?

You stay out of this.

What do you want?

We've been cleaning Izvor for 3 days.

I came to ask you something.

Could you stop throwing cigarettes on the street?

Don't you have anything else...

We close the campaign at 4 PM. - Yes, I haven't forgotten.

Was there something new?

"Kisses from Zürich. The Alps are beautiful. I miss you!

I can't wait to see you! It'll be pretty soon:

I'm coming back on 25-th. I love you! Maria" - "I... am coming back"?!

Yes: "I am coming back".

Is she coming back alone?! - Have they split?

Let's hope so!

Maria sent them so many postcards for all these months,

whereas Andrey... - Don't worry! They haven't received anything either.

Slaveya, enough with Maria! So much time has passed, we

have such problems, and all you talk about is Maria! You're very stubborn.

It's your fault! - What do you mean?

For Andrey and for Spas. It's your fault!

Always talking men-to-men; letting them make up their own mind...

So, what did Spas come up with? Or Andrey?

Luckily, I'm the one bringing up Yana.

You're doing a great job: making the kid steal other people's mail! - Yana?

Go out because your Dad and I will talk man-to-man.

Listen to your mother!

I forbid you to criticize me in front of the children!

You don't tell me what to say!

Your upbringing is a failure!

Don't talk to me like that! - Don't yell at me!

Do you hear me?! - You will listen to me!

Do you read me?! - Did you get it?! - Shhht!

Don't 'shhht' me!

And suddenly, one day you realize

your kids have taken off.

Because of the silence.

Every day you'll say something like this

just to pour salt in the wound!

I'm leaving.

If you leave now, don't ever come back!

I just don't know: shall I shoot her,

you, or myself?!...

Why is Mima torturing us like that?

Not giving a phone number,

not calling,

not writing...

And she said she'd send us a postcard from every city.

Today she'll surely call for her Dad's birthday.

Galabina, stop crying!

No one can sleep here anymore.

Every night you howl like a stray dog at full moon. Please!

I have to leave immediately before something happens to me.

And you have to take control. - Please, uncle!

I can't make it. Don't you leave me too!

If I don't go right now,

I might be gone for forever.

My Prosecutor warned me I have to leave.

I will never love again, you understand?!

Oh, come on! I've loved so many. Trust me!

Forget about Maria! Such things happen in life.

The more I'm trying to forget her, the more I remember her.

Stop moaning! You'll make it. - I don't know...

I can't forgive her that I love her.

Pull yourself together! This is serious!

If you fail me...

Dad?

You'll wake up your Dad.

What are you doing here?

Don't tell me that

you don't remember anything from yesterday. - I remember, but...

What exactly?

It was nice.

What was?

Well...

We drank,

we talked...

Then you fell asleep.

And you? - I...

I couldn't sleep.

You shouldn't have stayed here.

You didn't think so last night.

OK, Yovka, but

why are you sad?

He called you so many times. He's obviously

sorry that he kicked you out.

Mum?

I'm pregnant. - Why didn't you tell me?! Which month?

Second month.

Bravo!

Then go on! Call Spas and get back with him.

I can't. - Then what?! You bringing up the child yourself?

It's not Spas' child. I think...

Then whose is it?

The neighbor's. I think...

Bravo!

Does he know? - Who?

The neighbor. - No one knows.

That's good. - What's good, Mum, what?!

Well, Yovka...

to tell you straight...

I wasn't very sure who your father is either.

What?!

You've always told me his name is Nikolay.

I've always wanted you to be his, but

how can I know?! You only look like me.

I don't know what to do.